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Thor's Captive	By : BringtheHawt Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Thor Views: 10802 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Thor's Captive
- 2-Encore
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"And what brings you to my charming little abode?" Loki asked, seated in the most lavish chair of his prison. He was reading one of his adoptive mother's novels, feigning disinterest in Thor's approach.
Thor frowned. Loki's voice always seemed to be two parts sneer, one part silk. He loathed the man's tone, but he also wouldn't have the man speak to him any other way.
Without any sort of response to Loki's words, Thor reached a hefty palm toward the prison's translucent energy barrier. Odin's true son could dispel them at will, and that's what he did - just long enough to permit himself entry into Loki's cell.
Loki finally glanced toward him, only slightly surprised. The intrusion into his prison had summoned the trickster god's bitter smirk.
"Frustrated, dear brother?" Loki inquired slyly, assuming correctly that the purpose of this encounter was inspired by lust.
It wouldn't be the first time they've fucked - and the first time had certainly been a memorable, though odd, encounter. Thor had been thoroughly drunk and annoyed by the rejection of one of their most beautiful female servants. Loki, having witnessed the embarrassing moment, laughed before using his powers of illusion to adopt the servant's form strictly to taunt the embittered man. Loki only managed to hiss out a few mocking flirts before Thor charged him with ravenous desire.
Visual illusions can only influence sexual encounters so much. Thor oafishly reached for breasts that weren't actually there, bumped into a half-hard cock when he was searching for a pussy ... Loki laughed and taunted him, maintaining the illusion. Perhaps he shouldn't have, because Thor found hips that were real and a hole that could accept him within those false images, and their relationship was never quite the same afterward.
By the next morning, Thor recognized the erotic potential of Loki's illusions. He could have false versions of any woman he desired - warriors, servants, civilians he had saved. Thor would approach Loki on occasion, seeking to experience sexual fantasies only the trickster god could satisfy. Loki, of course, had to make a game of this ... sometimes he'd accommodate Thor's lusty desires, sometimes he'd laugh at the thunder god and send him away.
But being an Asgard prisoner obviously changed the dynamics of their relationship ...
Thor always had mixed emotions of their sinful encounters. Loki had effortlessly intermixed cruel denials, delicious promises and carnal exchanges ... leaving Thor either physically frustrated or satisfied on levels no other being could.
The trickster god had toyed with him. But now it was the thunder god's turn to control the game. And he knew Loki would despise him for it, but a part of Thor truly believed that Loki needed this - he needed to be punished for his countless sins, needed to learn obedience and needed ... someone that cared about him.
Yes, Thor had always been conflicted over Loki. For many, many reasons. His brother was so difficult: a man he hated to love, a man he loved to hate.
But Thor would concentrate on the complexities of their relationship another time ... for now he wanted to teach his prisoner the concept of powerlessness. For all those nights he had nastily balked at Thor's advances.
"Strip," Thor commanded as he stepped before Loki.
Still seated, Loki lifted an eyebrow as he gazed at the stout thunder god. He didn't like this. Not one bit. It was one thing to fuck with a fellow god, an ally ... it was another to be fucked by his captor, an enemy.
"Am I allowed to say no?" Loki inquired testily.
"You relinquished your rights when you betrayed Asgard," Thor declared.
"I shall say it anyway, lest you pretend this encounter is something it is not," Loki responded with another one of his trademark sneers, "no."
Of course, that wasn't an acceptable answer for Thor.
Loki was never a match for his strength. Thor snatched the smaller man from that chair and effortlessly dragged him to the nearest wall. The sorcerer didn't bother struggling - he knew it'd have been an entirely useless gesture. Thor's powerful grip spun him about and forced him into the wall so that his cheek pressed against its cool surface.
"I'll not be denied, Loki," Thor warned as he peeled off Loki's green cloak, "I will make my claim over this rejected son of Asgard, regardless of your wishes."
"You'd truly force this from me?" the prisoner asked. But even as he spoke he felt one of Thor's arms snake around his body ... and felt a large palm press firmly into his thigh through the fabric of his clothes.
Loki swallowed before muttering: "Before the other prisoners? Your lack of shame stuns me."
"Cloak us with one of your illusions, or permit them to watch me ravage you," Thor muttered in return, "I care not which option you choose."
"To think you're considered the moral one between the pair of us," Loki snorted with a bitter chuckle when he felt Thor lean into his body and breathe into his ear.
"You betrayed Asgard," Thor snarled ... but then his tone softened: "you betrayed me."
"I do not regret any of my deeds; I am no more wicked than your father."
"Our father," Thor corrected.
"Oh. Sure then. Our father," Loki retorted sharply, "such a precious family I have: a father that's willing to condemn me to thousands of years of imprisonment, and a brother willing to violate me before Asgard's enemies."
The words forced a pause from the hand that was pressing into Loki's thigh. Thor felt his resolve waver.
"And what of mother?" Loki added. And before Thor's very eyes, the pinned body before him shined with emerald light and adopted the image of Frigga, their mother, "my, wouldn't she be so proud with you if she - "
Loki was interrupted by violence. Thor snatched his dark tendrils of hair and slammed his brother's forehead into the wall. It was a sudden, forceful impact that temporarily dazed the prisoner ... and the illusion vanished.
"- you will not use our mother against me," Thor growled.
It was suddenly clear to Loki. These dark promises and passionate warnings were real. There was no doubt Thor, Asgard's hero, Odin's favored son, was going to exert his will upon the weaker god ... hurt him, claim him, whatever he decided to take ... and the only aspect of this situation still within Loki's control was whether or not he'd cooperate.
What should his goal be? To try to seduce the thunder god? To avoid any more painful exchanges?
" ... I'll do as you say," Loki murmured after his silent reflection.
"Then perhaps we'll both be able to enjoy ourselves," Thor responded humorlessly as his fingers fumbled for the button of Loki's pants.
"What's your preference for this evening, then?" Loki asked bitterly, "lady Sif, perhaps? That pretty little mortal you left behind on Earth ... ?"
"No illusions," Thor responded, tugging down Loki's pants.
" ... No illusions?" Loki repeated skeptically. Thor's decision perturbed him. They've never made a sexual exchange without Loki using his powers to produce images of some lovely woman that had caught the thunder god's eye.
"No illusions."
"You ... Are you serious?"
"I am; tonight I'll have you."
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Authors Note: I do love/appreciate reviews and input from people. I decided these two really needed to have hate-sex after watching the movie ... and the whole prisoner dynamic is really hot.
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